Deadly Roses | By : Shinkansen Category: +M through R > Rumble Roses Views: 4849 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Round 3
Aigle was sitting alone in her dressing room when there was a knock at the door. Before she could stand up or even say anything, she heard the door unlock and a heavily armed ring girl walked in.
"Agile, you have been selected for the third round bye. You will face the winner of Ms. Clemets and Aisha for the Deadly Roses championship. Congratulations." The girl turned on her heel and closed the door. Aigle heard the lock click.
The Deadly Roses championship. Aigle turned the thought over in her mind. She was so tired, her biggest worry was whether or not she had another match in her. But to fight Miss Clemets or that black woman, Miss Aisha…
As far back as the first tournament, Aigle admired both women's incredible bodies. Even the animals she raised didn't have udders as magnificent as those two. Aigle often wondered what it would be like to milk them. But there was something else, something darker in her thoughts. Both of those cows were famous, well-liked, and well-respected. Their pictures were on magazines and television. Never mind that Aigle was just as good a fighter- her tits were smaller and she couldn't speak English very well, so of course she was never part of promoting the earlier Rumble Roses tournaments.
Suddenly Aigle felt a surge of anger. She had made it this far, and killed two women to get here. Growing up in her tribe, she had seen her share of mortal combat; she had even fought and killed men twice her size before. She was the most talented, most qualified fighter here. And yet, when she went to the ring those earlier times, who had the crowd cheered for? That Japanese woman, and then that slutty rock and roll girl. Never for Aigle. Her fists clenched at her side as she stared at herself in the dressing room mirror. All she had to do was win the tournament. Then there wouldn't be anybody else left to cheer for.
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